‘God moves in a mysterious way,

His wonders to perform;

          He plants his footsteps in the sea,

And rides upon the storm.


          “Deep in unfathomable mines

Of never-failing skill,

          He treasures up his bright designs,

And works his sovereign will.


          “Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take;

                      The clouds ye so much dread

          Are big with mercy, and shall break

In blessings on your head.


          “Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,

But trust him for his grace.

          Behind a frowning providence

He hides a smiling face.


          “His purposes will ripen fast,

Unfolding every hour.

          The bud may have a bitter taste,

But sweet will be the flower.


          “Blind unbelief is sure to err,

And scan his work in vain.

          God is his own interpreter,

And he will make it plain.”


        “I know not the way that’s before me,

           The joys or the griefs it may bring;

        What clouds are o’erhanging the future,

           What flowers by the wayside may spring.

        But there’s One who will journey beside me,

           Nor in weal nor in woe will forsake;

        And this is my solace and comfort,

           ‘He knoweth the way that I take.’”

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